Song Yuehua looked at Xiaobao who raised his little face and said to Tian, "It's okay, we won't have class today."
Xiaobao stretched out his hand and said, "I'll take it."
"Xiaobao is really capable," Song Yuehua asked her to hold one box while she carried one box herself.
One of them had a lame leg, and the other was a little kid. The two of them walked slowly up the East Mountain.
Song Yuehua asked, "Xiaobao will be 3 years old next month. What gift do you want? If you don't tell me, I will just give you a small ingot."
"I want to eat cake with my elder sister and second sister." Xiaobao said seriously with his chubby face.
Xiaoyu has just arrived in Qingzhou and probably won’t be back until after the New Year.
Song Yuehua said helplessly, "My second sister is in Qingzhou learning embroidery and can't come back. Can my eldest sister accompany you?"
Xiaobao hummed.
When we arrived at the cotton field, we happened to run into Wu delivering mung bean soup to Zong Yi.
"Boss..." Mrs. Wu felt embarrassed as if she had done something wrong.
"Boss, you're back," Zong Yi explained, "This is some mung bean soup that Manager Xie made for everyone to drink."
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "The weather is getting hot, it's time to drink mung bean soup, you guys continue to be busy."
Zong Yi said, "The weather has been a bit dry recently. It hasn't rained for a few days. We have to rely on manual labor to irrigate the fields. We also pay special attention to pests. We send people to check every day. If nothing goes wrong, we can start picking next month."
"Has Manager Zhou come to see it?" Song Yuehua lowered her head to check.
Zong Yi's heart skipped a beat. "I'll come over to check on you every few days. Boss, is there something wrong?"
After testing the temperature of the soil, Song Yuehua stood up and said, "Now is the critical period. If it doesn't rain, we can only rely on ourselves. I'll go to Manager Zhou to take a look."
Zong Yi went with her.
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